Pervert In Stone Age: Breaking Cavewomen with Modern Kinks

Chapter 716: Jill’s Uncontrollable Lust

I chuckled, watching Mom’s shocked expression as she processed everything. Then, I heard her voice, laced with a mix of disbelief and curiosity.

"So Diana and all your women are there in that Stone Age world?"

I nodded, my grinning smirk widening as I watched her reaction. Mom’s eyes gleamed with a mix of excitement and mischief, her fingers tapping against her chin as she considered the possibilities.

"I want to go there..." she declared, her voice firm, her posture straightening as if she were already planning her conquest.

I laughed, shaking my head. "Ok, let’s go now."

But Mom waved her hand, her voice sharp but thoughtful. "No, wait..." she said, her mind already racing. "I want you to take Maya there first... so that she can be absolutely safe..." Her eyes narrowed, her voice turning strategic.

"And then you can deal with the Shadows organization easily... Meanwhile, I’ll deal with the company..." She paused, her lips curling into a smirk. "Let’s just sell it... Anyway, my son practically owns a world... so what’s a few billion worth, anyway?"

I nodded, my mind already spinning with ideas. "Ok... but Mom, I have an idea..."

Mom raised an eyebrow, her voice curious. "What is it?"

I leaned in, my voice dropping to a whisper as I shared my plan in her ear. "Mom, why don’t you sell our company to Aunt Maya directly... and arrange a meet-up in Vietnam with her?" My eyes gleamed with mischief.

"And once the deal is signed... let’s arrange a setup so that Maya, you, and I will have to come back in one plane..." I paused, my grinning smirk growing wider.

"And I’ll make the plane crash... into some island... and let’s live with her... just you, me, and her..." I waggled my eyebrows, my voice teasing. "And let’s see who she chooses in the end..."

Mom looked at me strangely, her face flushing with a mix of shock and amusement. "Will it work?" she asked, her voice hesitant but intrigued.

I shrugged, my voice light. "Let’s give it a try..."

Mom nodded, her voice determined. "Ok... Tomorrow I’ll make the arrangements..."

I chuckled to myself as I watched Mom leave, her mind already racing with plans. Then, I slowly opened the door to my room—and froze.

There was Jill, sprawled across my bed like a desperate slut, her maid uniform rumpled and stained with sweat, her skirt hiked up just enough to reveal her smooth, trembling thighs.

One hand was pressed hard between her legs, two fingers frantically rubbing and spreading the soaked fabric of her panties, her hips grinding wildly into the mattress as she chased an orgasm.

The other hand clutched my pillow to her face, smothering it against her nose and mouth as she inhaled deeply, her eyes rolled back, her breath coming in short, desperate, animalistic gasps.

I activated my Mind Reading ability, and her filthy thoughts flooded my mind like a river of pure filth.

[Oh god... it smells so fucking good... like him... like young muscle and raw power... Why am I so wet? My pussy is dripping like a faucet... I’ve never been this horny in my life...]

[I’ve never felt this horny before... not even when my husband pumps into me like a tired old man... What’s wrong with me? I’m a married woman! I should be thinking about my kids, not this... but fuck, I can’t stop...]

[His scent... it’s intoxicating... I can’t stop sniffing it... I want to lick every inch... to taste his skin... to bury my face in his abs...]

Her fingers moved faster, rubbing her swollen clit through the thin fabric in tight circles, her body arching and bucking as she moaned softly into the pillow. Her mind spiraled deeper into dark, taboo territory.

[I shouldn’t be doing this... I’m a married woman... I have a husband... But fuck... I can’t stop... my clit is throbbing so hard...]

[My husband’s cock... it’s small... flaccid... He can’t even stay hard without those fucking pills... And his stomach... ugh... It’s disgusting, soft and hairy... Nothing like these hard abs...]

[But Young Master... his body... his arms... his perfect abs... fuck... I want to feel them... to touch them... to lick sweat off his chest...]

[And his cock... oh god... I saw it earlier... thick... long... perfect... Nothing like my useless husband’s pathetic little thing... I bet it’s even bigger when he’s hard... I want to feel it stretch my married pussy...]

She let out a soft, broken moan, her body trembling violently as she imagined me taking her right there. Her thoughts grew more vulgar with every passing second.

[I want to suck it... to feel it in my mouth... to choke on it... to gag and drool all over myself...]

[I want him to fuck me... to stretch me... to ruin my married cunt... make me scream for him...]

[My husband could never... but Young Master... oh god... he could... I’d let him ruin me while my husband watches...]

I slowly and quietly buzzed the door open with my ability. The sudden soft sound made her jolt upright like a startled deer, her hand flying away from her crotch, her face flushing crimson with shame as she saw me standing there, staring straight down at her.

"Y-Young Master...!" she gasped, her voice trembling, her eyes wide with shock and burning lust. She stammered, her fingers still twitching from her frantic self-pleasuring. "I-I have... warmed the bed... for you..."

I pretended not to notice her flustered state at all, my voice calm and cool. "You can go to your room to rest now... I can manage on my own."

But Jill’s mind was in total chaos—panicked, lust-drunk, and spiraling.

[Young Master is back! Did he see me just now...? Oh fuck, how am I supposed to face anyone after this...? My husband would kill me...]

She looked at me, her eyes flickering with nervousness and raw hunger, her thoughts racing wildly.

[Why is he so calm? Don’t tell me he’s just a young bird... a virgin...? No... I can’t think straight... His scent is still on my fingers...]

[Well, some aristocratic families do have this concept of virginity, but it’s mostly for girls... not for boys... Or does this family have some concept of bloodline being pure...? I can’t think straight... My pussy is still leaking...]